contentment

I want to smell and feel warm rain.
I want to wear thick sweaters.
I want to wake up somewhere new.
I want to feel chest static and contentment.
I want to drink cups of coffee out of loved mugs.
I want to chase mist mornings
and quiet peace.
I want to bake sourdough bread.
I want lots of dog naps
in cool sheets.
I want to sleep in to morning light.
I want to understand through my hands.
I want to hold my friends’ babies.
I want to explore greenhouses.
I want to eat plates filled with cake.